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Summary: Pippin's dad doesn't like, in fact he hates the Brandybucks, so what does Pippin do? Does he choose for his friendships and his own believes or does he choose for his father.dundundun.
I'm not sure where the story is gonna go, but I'm just going to ease you into the story. So expect it to build a little in the next few chapters..if you follow me. By the way, this is more a prologue then an actual chapter.
So, welcome to my mind and please enjoy yourself
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"Oy, where did all the bait go?"
"It's in that little red box over there."
"It's empty."
"It is?"
"Pip, did you use all the bait?"
"You told me to use more bait!"
"Pippin!"
"Pippin!"
"What? I wasn't catching anything!"
"You're supposed to catch the fish, Pip, not feed it!"
"Sorry, Mer."
"Don't worry, but I guess that ends our fishing day for now."
"Great, now what am I gonna eat?"
"Come on, Sam, you can eat at our house. Dad won't mind."
"Nah, don't bother, I'm going home, I'll see you guys later."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, bye Pip."
"Bye Sam."
"See ya, Sam."
"Pip?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course, I do"
"Then don't listen to other people."
"I don't understand."
"Just don't listen."
Pippin woke up with a start. He could faintly remember the dialogue he'd heard in his dream but within seconds the dream was only a small memory. He was never able to remember his dreams very well. He'd been writing them down for a week or so. As soon as he woke up, he picked up pen and paper and wrote them down. But after a week, he lost interest and stopped writing them down. So he completely forgot this dream as well. It probably wasn't all that important anyway.
Pippin stood up and put on his breeches. They were a bit big, cause he was still growing. His mother had said that if she'd make them as to fit, then she'd be sowing new breeches each week. Pippin smiled, he liked them big.
As he opened his door, he heard the familiar sounds from inside the hobbithole. His mother was busy in the kitchen, probably cooking breakfast, his sisters were chattering in the dining hall. As he entered the room, his sisters smiled at him and he gave them all a quick pack on the cheek before he sat down at the table.
"You're up awful early," Pervinca said. "usually we have to pull you out."
"I had a weird dream," Pippin said.
"About what?"
"I'm not sure," Pippin said as he saw his father walk in the room, "something with Sam and fishing and Merry."
"What about young Merry?" his father said as he also kissed his daughters on the cheek.
"I had a weird dream and he was in it." His father looked at Pippin but said nothing, instead he sat down opposite his son.
"That reminds me, dad, I'm gonna go over to Brandy Hall in a few days to see Merry. Is that allright?" Pippin continued.
"Over to Brandy Hall? Why?" his father asked.
"I haven't seen the Brandybucks in quite a while and they asked me if I wanted to come. Only for a few days, I'll be back in time for Pearl's birthday." He said and saw his sister smile at the thought of her party. "I could just ride back with the Brandybucks when they come over for the party."
"I didn't know that they were coming." His father said.
"Why wouldn't they come?" Pippin asked.
"Well, it's quite a ride and where would they stay?"
"Ehm, here. We have more then enough room."
"I suppose so," his father said. "still, it's typical."
"What is?" Pippin asked.
"Nothing, you have fun at Merry's, but be sure to be back in time." His father said and put up a smile. Pippin didn't think more of it as his mother came in with breakfast. The scent of mushrooms filled the room and all the hobbits turned their thoughts towards the meal.
"Oh, Pervinca, would you please wake up Pip--, o, you're already up, Pip. There's a new one" his mother said and smiled at her youngest. Pippin quickly informed his mother about his plans to go to Brandy Hall the next day. His mother didn't mind, Pippin had been going to the Brandybucks ever since he was only ten. It was about time he would see his cousin Merry again. The conversation turned quickly to Pearl's upcoming party and nothing was said about it the rest of the day.
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Like I said: this is a prologue. Let me know what you think, is it utter crap, let me know. I don't mind. I know that I'm not world's greatest writer and I don't pretend to be. But if I wanna learn from my mistaks, I have to know what they are, so please, let me know (and if you have good points, let me know those as well)
P.S. I'm Dutch, English is not my first language.go figure
Summary: Pippin's dad doesn't like, in fact he hates the Brandybucks, so what does Pippin do? Does he choose for his friendships and his own believes or does he choose for his father.dundundun.
I'm not sure where the story is gonna go, but I'm just going to ease you into the story. So expect it to build a little in the next few chapters..if you follow me. By the way, this is more a prologue then an actual chapter.
So, welcome to my mind and please enjoy yourself
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Oy, where did all the bait go?"
"It's in that little red box over there."
"It's empty."
"It is?"
"Pip, did you use all the bait?"
"You told me to use more bait!"
"Pippin!"
"Pippin!"
"What? I wasn't catching anything!"
"You're supposed to catch the fish, Pip, not feed it!"
"Sorry, Mer."
"Don't worry, but I guess that ends our fishing day for now."
"Great, now what am I gonna eat?"
"Come on, Sam, you can eat at our house. Dad won't mind."
"Nah, don't bother, I'm going home, I'll see you guys later."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, bye Pip."
"Bye Sam."
"See ya, Sam."
"Pip?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course, I do"
"Then don't listen to other people."
"I don't understand."
"Just don't listen."
Pippin woke up with a start. He could faintly remember the dialogue he'd heard in his dream but within seconds the dream was only a small memory. He was never able to remember his dreams very well. He'd been writing them down for a week or so. As soon as he woke up, he picked up pen and paper and wrote them down. But after a week, he lost interest and stopped writing them down. So he completely forgot this dream as well. It probably wasn't all that important anyway.
Pippin stood up and put on his breeches. They were a bit big, cause he was still growing. His mother had said that if she'd make them as to fit, then she'd be sowing new breeches each week. Pippin smiled, he liked them big.
As he opened his door, he heard the familiar sounds from inside the hobbithole. His mother was busy in the kitchen, probably cooking breakfast, his sisters were chattering in the dining hall. As he entered the room, his sisters smiled at him and he gave them all a quick pack on the cheek before he sat down at the table.
"You're up awful early," Pervinca said. "usually we have to pull you out."
"I had a weird dream," Pippin said.
"About what?"
"I'm not sure," Pippin said as he saw his father walk in the room, "something with Sam and fishing and Merry."
"What about young Merry?" his father said as he also kissed his daughters on the cheek.
"I had a weird dream and he was in it." His father looked at Pippin but said nothing, instead he sat down opposite his son.
"That reminds me, dad, I'm gonna go over to Brandy Hall in a few days to see Merry. Is that allright?" Pippin continued.
"Over to Brandy Hall? Why?" his father asked.
"I haven't seen the Brandybucks in quite a while and they asked me if I wanted to come. Only for a few days, I'll be back in time for Pearl's birthday." He said and saw his sister smile at the thought of her party. "I could just ride back with the Brandybucks when they come over for the party."
"I didn't know that they were coming." His father said.
"Why wouldn't they come?" Pippin asked.
"Well, it's quite a ride and where would they stay?"
"Ehm, here. We have more then enough room."
"I suppose so," his father said. "still, it's typical."
"What is?" Pippin asked.
"Nothing, you have fun at Merry's, but be sure to be back in time." His father said and put up a smile. Pippin didn't think more of it as his mother came in with breakfast. The scent of mushrooms filled the room and all the hobbits turned their thoughts towards the meal.
"Oh, Pervinca, would you please wake up Pip--, o, you're already up, Pip. There's a new one" his mother said and smiled at her youngest. Pippin quickly informed his mother about his plans to go to Brandy Hall the next day. His mother didn't mind, Pippin had been going to the Brandybucks ever since he was only ten. It was about time he would see his cousin Merry again. The conversation turned quickly to Pearl's upcoming party and nothing was said about it the rest of the day.
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Like I said: this is a prologue. Let me know what you think, is it utter crap, let me know. I don't mind. I know that I'm not world's greatest writer and I don't pretend to be. But if I wanna learn from my mistaks, I have to know what they are, so please, let me know (and if you have good points, let me know those as well)
P.S. I'm Dutch, English is not my first language.go figure